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"muddy faces made of wood.
forgotten complaints lost in the wind.
timid hands that dive in the fog.
hesitantly deviate.
craving for a return.
false appearence. mortal illusion.
let us not kill the precious things that we still cradle in our hands."

Ciò che non siamo ciò che non vogliamo it's actually a line by Eugenio Montale, a famous italian poet that sounds pretty much like
"what we are not, what we don't want"

General Commentgoogle translation:
"spotted aces of mud wood. it forgets complains dispersed to you in the wind. timid hands that fendon the fog. they decline uncertain. coveting a return? false sembianza. died them illusion. we do not kill that that of precious we still rock between the hands."

translated google translation:
"spotted aces of mud wood.
it forgets complains dispersed to you in the wind
timid hands that (?) the fog.
they decline, uncertain.. coveting a return?
false (?) died in their illusion.
we do not kill that, that are precious.
we still rock between the hands."

ha, tried my best. anyways, can't really tell what this song is about since it doesn't make much sense in english. judging by their other songs, the lyrics are probably great, though.
i love this band.

General Commentwell where it says "timide mani che fendon la nebbia."
I think it means "timid hands that stir the fog",
I think sembianza means semblance, which means appearance. so it would be "false appearance"
and I'm guessing where google translater said "died in their illusion", it really means "ghost".

that's about all I got, I don't speak a lick of Italian, but quite a bit of Spanish and I did a little extensive research so there

General Commentan incredible depiction of modern life.
to me it means that our bodies are very ethereal far from our true selves (our soul), we lack guidance and therefore can't find the right path, and therefore complain about the state of affairs in our disconcerting confusion. We loose ourselves in this life, deviate from unity and humanity. We crave the return to the eternal forever changing joy (God).

Let us not kill the precious things that we still cradle in our hands....(does this refer to the purity of a newborn child)